Kush & Corinthians (His Pain)

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[Kendrick Lamar]
Check, check, check, check…
It go[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Ride to it, ride to it, cause you never know
when a bullet might hit and you die to it, die to it
Die to it, die to it, live your life, live it right
Be different, do different things, don’t do it like
he did, cause he ain’t what you is, but we can win
Wait, let’s get straight to the point[Kendrick Lamar]
To the meaning of life, what’s my purpose?
Maybe this earth is, ain’t a good place to be
How far is Heaven? Let’s see
Is it in the clouds like they said it would be?
I wonder when I die will he give me receipts?
I wonder will the eyes of the Lord look at me?
Look at me, look at me, I’m a loser, I’m a winner
I’m good, I’m bad, I’m a Christian, I’m a sinner
I’m humble, I’m loud, I’m righteous, I’m a killer
What I’m doing, I’m saying that I’m human, now people just[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
It go one, two, three
Two in the front, one in the back seat, seat
Seat, seat, looking for a victim of an AK-47
Hundred round each, each, each
But why must we retaliate? Is it human nature?
I don’t know, I look for the answers later
Make a right, there they go, sometimes gotta[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
As I open this book and then burn up some of this reefer
My plan is to figure out the world and escape all my demons
I’m dying inside, I wonder if Zion inside the Heavens
A condom, a rollie, pain, a fat blunt and a MAC-11
That’s all I see in my life and they tell me to make it right
But I’m right on the edge on Everest and I might jump tonight
Have you ever had known a saint that was taking sinner’s advice?
Well it’s probably you, am I right? If I’m wrong, you a fucking lie
When I lie on back and look at the ceiling, it’s so appealing to pray
I wonder if I’m just a villain dealing my morals away
Some people look at my face, then tell me don’t worry bout it
I give ’em back they deposit, no money, just total silence
I’m running, they say I’m wildin’, a youngun with lack of guidance
There’s hundreds of us with problems, more money, more drugs and violence
Look at the soul of an out-of-control artist that’s dealing with life the hardest
That’s on my life, but regardless I’ma[Chorus][BJ the Chicago Kid]
Yeah, life can please ya, but death can tease ya
On the day Niko had that seizure, I lost one of my biggest believers, ohh
Close deaths make you think about your life
like if I had the same chance twice, what would I do different?
I’d tell her I loved her more, do more
but tease her bout crying on that picture
Now when I’m done recording, swear I let the beat bang in her name
Make her shake her head in Heaven saying they at it again
Make them clouds turn to speakers
Don’t take too much smoke from the reefer
Love being in the room with her peoples
Now my love life murking it, family having surgeries
Hate it that the truth that chose for they life to be under me
Lord, what kind of life is this?
Mama, I just wanna sing
Mama said, according to get everything
you gotta risk everything
So I’m smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians
Smoking my kush reading Corinthians[BJ the Chicago Kid croons to end]

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Faith

[Kendrick Lamar]
Cloud nine, Kendrick Lamar, uh
I take a sip of Hennessy and then get pissy drunk
I ain’t a drinker, I’m a thinker, call it what you want
But if you turn your back, know that you just missed your chance
to witness the realest shit that’s ever been told to man
I found myself losing focus at a Sunday service
Embarrassed so I started questioning God, what is my purpose?
He say to live the way he did, that’s all he want from me
Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first Sunday
I said alright, enthused that my Lord gave a listen
I opened my bible and searched to be a better Christian
and this from a person that never believed in religion
But shit, my life is so fucked up man, I can’t help but give in
I’m giving testimonies to strangers I never met
Hopped on the pulpit and told ’em how I was truly blessed
Felt like I’m free from all my sins when the service was over
Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered
and lost my faith again[Chorus: BJ the Chicago Kid]
What am I gonna do? Gotta have faith
Life is too much, understood? Where is your faith?
Oh, faaaaaaaith…
All you need is the size of a mustard seed[Kendrick Lamar]
Single black parent from Compton raising children of four
That’s four innocent bastards, cause papa they don’t know
Her day consists of working back and forth with babysitters
Can’t find no one to watch her kids so she pay her sister
Her baby daddy ain’t bout shit, that nigga ain’t bout shit
Spent his daughter milk just to cop a new outfit
She pray to God every night hoping that he’ll mature
and maybe one day his kids, something that he’ll live for
Baby wanna go back to school but she need some help
because it’s hard tryna pay the bills when you’re by yourself
She thought about credit card scams till she heard a voice
that said the Devil is a lie, make a better choice
And so it’s back to McDonald’s and every month dealing
with them crazy ass people at the county building
Looked to the heavens and asked ’em to make a better way
Then got a letter in the mail, lost her section 8
Then lost her faith again[Chorus][Punch]
Kendrick, I appreciate the opportunity to vent my nigga
This about how faith works, yeah, murk it…
I had dreams of holding a nine-milla to raise Killa
Ask him why as my eyes fill up
Each day it gets more realer, orangutans bang like gorillas
It’s jungle when the niggas ensue
The rat’s lurking, vulture’s circling the serpents
Cats lying through they teeth, my nigga didn’t deserve it
I flirted with the idea of caressing the steel
to make karma come faster than she normally will
It’s ill, to see my faith try and leave me
It’s so hard to get it, to get rid of it is easy
I’m tryna reach cloud nine, that’s what my niggas bout
But it never rain in California ‘less them pistols out
Until then, my feet planted on the ground
Shadowboxing my conscience till my faith start responding
And if I get no answer, just know I tried
I should have never looked into his son’s eyes
Ray Charles voice[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard
Your mind’s slipping, wondering is there really a God?
Knowing you shouldn’t think that way and tryna freeze your brain
But whenever it’s pain, that feeling forever remains
We can’t believe what we can’t see and reality seems stronger than prayer
cause you tried to change your life, and now you live in a wheelchair
And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
at the tender age of twelve, and you feel that no one cares
Searching for answers, that’s human nature, you ain’t in the wrong
Just know, when you feeling that way his spirit’s in the room
I watched people I know pray and catch the Holy Ghost
and wonder why I ain’t never caught that feeling before
Maybe they know him better, or I don’t know no better
But what I do know is that he’s real and he lives forever
So the next time you feel like your world’s about to end
I hope you studied because he’s testing your faith again
I’d rather not live like there isn’t a God
than die and find out there really is, think about it

P&P 1.5

[Intro]
“Gina, baby, I don’t have no money, and I don’t have no ends
Gina, I’m ass-out” [laughter]
“I’m going through something right now”
“I told you that”[Kendrick Lamar]
Oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
Well alright[Chorus 2X: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m going through something with life
where pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice[Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
woes, let me go, let me shine a lil’ bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school, that was ’05
That bitch was racist, got me fired, they rushed us then, I had no job
Pushing in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me, these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association, story of my life nigga!
You gon’ make me flip, then split yo’ shit, judge give me life nigga!
Pain since my grandma’s death, uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
Hold my tears, I tried my best, let it go, trench my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin-margin
Maintaining my modest-modest as I dream
So while I go through all-this-all-this, bullshit what you call it
Life itself, I know it helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry (“hey what’s up daddy?”)[Chorus 2X][beat switches up]
“So what you wish me over here for?
How was your day?
Are you tipsy?”
Mhmm[Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…[Kendrick Lamar – singing]
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you, blame it on the liquor babe
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you…[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I wrote this song when Dave drove home
and caught that flat in the [?] flats
And it made me think when another car blinked
to change locations where we at
We often get lost in the ever-hard bottle
when attempt to ignore pain, problem and sorrow
Just for a minute, then back to the bullshit
Your car now due and you bout to get evicted
Two drugs surely, Patron, pussy, make it feel alright
But once it’s empty and the bitch leave, then it’s back to life
You can’t run from it, gotta run to it nigga
The antidote wouldn’t last and you knew it nigga
But still you proceed to dive deep, ask what’s her zodiac sign[Chorus 2X][Ab-Soul]
Okay, welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
Crackers watch my every step, man I hate to work for them
One time I tried to work for me, but that shit didn’t work for me
And here I am, stressing, questioning my direction man
What to do? Nothing’s moving, traffic jam, wiggle through it
Pop the cork and take the fluid, bust that pussy open
Bust that pussy open, bust that pussy open
‘Soul, balls deep, ya dig?
Retrieve relief, ya dig?
Let’s kill a bottle of tequila
and lie butt-naked telling the truth, would ya?
What’s up? I had a long day and I really want to fuck
Take a double shot to the face and forget about my whole day
cause all I’ve been thinking the whole day…[Chorus 2X][Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…

Is It Love

[Angela McCluskey (Kendrick Lamar)]
Sit still and close your eyes (smoke to it)
What’s behind the other door? Oh-ohh
No more silence (no more silence)
Don’t kill this thing we got called love (don’t shoot)
Just searching for the perfect shot[Chorus: Angela McCluskey]
When love comes calling, don’t look back
When love comes calling, don’t look away
When love comes calling, don’t look back
When love comes calling, don’t look away[Kendrick Lamar (Angela McCluskey)]
I used to write rhymes all day and all night
When y’all was playing PlayStation, my pencil was erasing lines
My conscience only knew what’s half-tight
At 3:14, it’s time to get me a slice my nigga
This is a dog’s fight my nigga
The soundtrack to life my nigga
Kendrick Lamar, his momma called him that
He watched House Party and ate Apple Jacks
He sold Sega games, his cousin sold crack
He pumped Reeboks, his uncles pumped packs
Punk fake, jump-shot, ball hit the back
Ball dreams of being point guard was off limits Jack
That’s because these Compton streets was built not to win
You killed the nigga, I stole a bible, is that a sin?
Part of me though, I’m searching for answers (just searching for the perfect shot)
The good kid from the ugly city that’s mad that he’s had some
Where is the love?[Chorus: Angela McCluskey (Kendrick Lamar)]
When love comes calling, don’t look back
When love comes calling, don’t look away (where is the love?)
When love comes calling, don’t look back
When love comes calling, don’t look away[Kendrick Lamar (Angela McCluskey)]
Give me rings, give me chains mayne
Give me a blue Benz, red Porsche, red Range
Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes
A mansion with marble floors and security codes
Then give me some landa, or maybe I’ll land a
G5, clear port, say hello to the man
Give me awards, Grammies, and let the crowd applaud
my name till they strain the veins in they vocal chords
Give me fame and fortune, me and Trump on golf courses
With that being said, give me Tiger’s sports endorsements
Give me billboards, whatever that people would kill for
Manhattan at 40/40, no forties but rose poured
Give me vanity, give me Kurt Cobain sanity
Give me a city where Channel 7 newscasters’ cameras be
Give me horror like Amity, no, give me the charts (just searching for the perfect shot)
And if you ever renege, I’ll still give you Kendrick Lamar
This is me, and that’s love[Chorus: Angela McCluskey]
When love comes calling, don’t look back
When love comes calling, don’t look away
When love comes calling, don’t look back
When love comes calling, don’t look away[Kendrick Lamar]
Now everybody smoke to it
for this is, the celebration

P&P 1.5

[Intro]
“Gina, baby, I don’t have no money, and I don’t have no ends
Gina, I’m ass-out” [laughter]
“I’m going through something right now”
“I told you that”[Kendrick Lamar]
Oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
Well alright[Chorus 2X: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m going through something with life
where pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice[Kendrick Lamar]
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
woes, let me go, let me shine a lil’ bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school, that was ’05
That bitch was racist, got me fired, they rushed us then, I had no job
Pushing in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me, these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association, story of my life nigga!
You gon’ make me flip, then split yo’ shit, judge give me life nigga!
Pain since my grandma’s death, uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
Hold my tears, I tried my best, let it go, trench my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin-margin
Maintaining my modest-modest as I dream
So while I go through all-this-all-this, bullshit what you call it
Life itself, I know it helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry (“hey what’s up daddy?”)[Chorus 2X][beat switches up]
“So what you wish me over here for?
How was your day?
Are you tipsy?”
Mhmm[Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…[Kendrick Lamar – singing]
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you, blame it on the liquor babe
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty
That good shit stuff
I can’t get enough
If I offend you…[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, I wrote this song when Dave drove home
and caught that flat in the [?] flats
And it made me think when another car blinked
to change locations where we at
We often get lost in the ever-hard bottle
when attempt to ignore pain, problem and sorrow
Just for a minute, then back to the bullshit
Your car now due and you bout to get evicted
Two drugs surely, Patron, pussy, make it feel alright
But once it’s empty and the bitch leave, then it’s back to life
You can’t run from it, gotta run to it nigga
The antidote wouldn’t last and you knew it nigga
But still you proceed to dive deep, ask what’s her zodiac sign[Chorus 2X][Ab-Soul]
Okay, welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
Crackers watch my every step, man I hate to work for them
One time I tried to work for me, but that shit didn’t work for me
And here I am, stressing, questioning my direction man
What to do? Nothing’s moving, traffic jam, wiggle through it
Pop the cork and take the fluid, bust that pussy open
Bust that pussy open, bust that pussy open
‘Soul, balls deep, ya dig?
Retrieve relief, ya dig?
Let’s kill a bottle of tequila
and lie butt-naked telling the truth, would ya?
What’s up? I had a long day and I really want to fuck
Take a double shot to the face and forget about my whole day
cause all I’ve been thinking the whole day…[Chorus 2X][Kendrick Lamar – screwed vocals]
All I need in this lifetime, pussy and Patron
Give me that, won’t you give that? Once again it’s on
Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that Screw
Coming down clean, tell your baby mama what it do
Where your friends at? I got long dick, what it is
Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I’ma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me
When you let me, when you let me…

Heaven & Hell

“My nigga, what it look like?”[Kendrick Lamar]
Niggas hating, bitches hating, babies dying
Bullets flying, helicopters, police sirens, preachers lying
Genosism, criticism, unemployment, racism
Burning buildings, AIDS victims, cancer killing, no cure
Oil spilling, turmoil, poverty-stricken
Police brutality kicking ass of us Africans, hostages in Afghanistan
Not to mention another prison, child molesting
Cow intestines, botox injection, earthquakes that’s government testing
Secret society weapon, opium plant manifested
that turn to crack, then invest it amongst us blacks, just a method
to hold us back, great depression, amongst Iraq no direction
No google map, just a TEC for the soowoo
Swerving Isuzu, then blah-blah-blah, adolescents go cuckoo
Mothers are boo-boo crying, the governor keep us starving
These commercials keep us buying these cigarettes
Supermarkets fill up our liver with triumph, distinctive living with science
No place to live in, no Zion, see that’s forbidden, we frying
“My nigga, what it look like?”
That’s exactly what Hell look like, uh[Chorus 2X: Alori Joh]
Tell it like it is, nigga
Tell it like it is, homeboy
Tell it like it is, nigga
Tell it like it is, tell ’em what’s up
“My nigga, what it look like?”[Kendrick Lamar]
Malcolm laughing, Martin laughing, Biggie spitting
‘Pac is rapping, Gregory capping, people singing, bells is ringing
Children playing, angels praying, fourteen carat golden streets
Cali greens, red wine, potato yams, turkey legs
Calling every human being… [fades out]

Backseat Freestyle

[Intro:]
Martin had a dream
Martin had a dream
Kendrick have a dream[Hook:]
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead shower
I pray my dick get big as the Eiffel Tower
So I can fuck the world for 72 hours[Verse 1:]
God damn I feel amazing, damn I’m in the matrix
My mind is living on cloud 9 and this 9 is never on vacation
Start up that Maserati and VROOM VROOM! I’m racing
Poppin pills in the lobby and I pray they don’t find her naked
And I pray you niggas is hating, shooters go after Judas
Jesus Christ if I live life on my knees, ain’t no need to do this
Park it in front of Lueders, next to that Church’s Chicken
All you pussies is losers, all my niggas is winners, screaming[Hook][Bridge:]
Goddamn I got bitches (okay!) damn I got bitches (okay!)
Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or die from lead showers[Verse 2:]
I’ve got 25 lighters on my dresser, yes sir
Put fire to that ass body cast on a stretcher
And her body got that ass that a ruler couldn’t measure
And it make me cum fast but I never get embarrassed
And I recognize you have what I’ve been wanting since that record
That Adina Howard had pop it fast to impress her
She rollin’ I’m holding my scrotum imposing
This voice here is golden so fuck y’all I goes in and[Hook][Bridge:]
Damn I got bitches, damn I got bitches
Damn I got bitches, wifey, girlfriend and mistress
All my life I want money and power
Respect my mind or nigga…[Verse 3:]
It’s go time!!!
I roll in dough with a good grind
And I run at ho with a baton
That’s a relay race with a bouquet
They say, “K, you goin’ marry mines?”
Beeitch!!! (no way) Beeitch!!! (no way)
Beeitch!!! (no way) Beeitch!!! (okay)
I’m never living life confined
It’s a failure even if I’m blind
I can tell ya who what when where how
To sell ya game right on time
Beeitch!!! (go play) Beeitch!!! (go play)
Beeitch!!! (go play) Beeitch!!! I look like OJ
Killing everything from pussy to a mothafuckin’ Hit-Boy beat
She pussy poppin’ and I got options like an audible, I be
C-O-M-P-T-O-N I win then ball at your defeat
C-O-M-P-T-O-N my city mobbin’ in the street, yellin’[Hook] [Bridge][Outro:]
Martin had a dream
Martin had a dream
Kendrick have a dream

Trip

“Boarding completed
I’d like to welcome you aboard flight number F2B3
Our scheduled flying time will be four hours and twenty minutes
and we will be cruising at an altitude of thirty-three-thousand feet
At this time we would like to acquaint you with some of the features
Relax and breathe normally”
Uh, coming down like I’m uphill
Hogging both lanes better than a bus will
She tell me that my head bigger than a bus wheel
But it don’t matter cause she still gon’ let me fuck still
I mix a little bit of Kendrick with some L.A. weather
then step out like Chicago in its finest era
You niggas begging for attention, doing extra-extra
Downgrading yourself, you get an F for effort
Ha-ha, I let the world know
I chose to keep to myself and let the world go
And if you don’t like a nigga, then let your girl know
So she can be curious on Twitter looking me up
I’m laid back with a bad one, you ain’t never had one
Ass so fat that it tipped over the Aston
Speeding on the 1-0-5 till the fucking badge come
Hello to my wittiness, I’m Cadillac’s grandson[Chorus]
And I’m a trip
Ever since an understudy man I’ve always been a trip
Mama tell me that she love me but she know her son a trip
Baby open up your ears, you ain’t heard it like this
Sounwave drop the beat, I lock the flow down
Now all the way to the moon we bout to go now
I got enough of the mojo to go around
So pack your bags and tell him you going out of town
cause I’m a trip
Landing on another runway, fly with me
or die tryna fly, a shot-down Frisbee
Shout out to Black Hippy, nigga we on
like we never been off, straight shots of Patron
I’m give y’all the business to give y’all some business
Pussy ain’t shit, I can give y’all some bitches
Clean off her sports bra, she clean off my dishes
then wear off the Kangols, hood rats, I hate those
And she know what this is, hey lil’ mama
Seen your pretty ass around the way lil’ mama
But why you always in somebody face lil’ mama?
Embarrassing yourself, get off the stage (Lil Mama)
Nigga, I gotta be that nigga
If I ain’t, I gotta be that nigga
Curtesy of Paula’s oldest son, pay homage
or pay attention, open your eyes and hear knowledge[Chorus]
Gi-give me that, gi-gi-give me that
That’s how I get at ’em when I look at a shoe rack
Penny for thoughts, mine start at a few racks
So I can live on a hill just off a few raps
I want to live in a space that none of y’all can visit
That might be outer space, the Jupiter district
I quadruple my vision
If you don’t see it then you’re dead with your eyes open
I’ve seen bullets hit the wheel, left his ride smoking
on some Compton shit
Somebody that’ll ride or die, that’s a Compton bitch
You see my city is the city of Lamar
It’ll take twenty years ‘fore a nigga see them all
The swap meet dumping, the sawed-off pumping
The tree for the low, don’t you know, Paul Bunyan
I’m on cloud nine, I can see rain coming
So if I’m out my mind, people don’t say nothing[Chorus]
“How was your flight Mr. Lamar?
Good, hope to see you next time”

P & P

[Kendrick Lamar:]
Oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
I said, oh, what up hoe? Oh, what up?
Well alright[Chorus x2: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m going through something with life
Where pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice[Kendrick Lamar:]
Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil’ bit love
I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school, that was ’05
That bitch was racist, got me fired, ever since then, I had no job
Pushing in my mama van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
Trust me, these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did
Guilty by association, story of my life nigga!
You gon’ make me flip, then split yo’ shit, judge give me life nigga!
Pain since my grandma’s death, uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
Hold my tears, I tried my best, let it go, drench my pullover
Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin-margin
Maintaining my modest-modest as I dream
So while I go through all-this-all-this, bullshit what you call it
Life itself, I know it helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry[Chorus x2][Kendrick Lamar:]
I said, keep reading my diary when my life’s entirely
Surrounded by the irony of living in the city
I said they wouldn’t hire me, I said I got my ass beat
And the only thing can help is ass and some titties
So what’s up baby? I said what’s up?
I had a long day and I really wanna fuck
See I ain’t tryna think about no phone bills, credit card late fees
Capital One popping up on my caller I.D.
Pawning my chain in the shop, watching for hollow tip shots
Watching my vehicle break down on another man’s block
Man, that’s my worst fear, ain’t that your worst fear?
You know when your transmission go out and can’t switch gears
Or run through a pothole at two in the morning
Scared to hit your emergencies, cause then they’ll be on it
See I know, when the harsh reality takes toll
Open up your contacts, then scroll (“hey what’s up daddy? “)[Chorus x2][Ab-Soul:]
Welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
Crackers watch my every step, better yet they work my every nerve
Cutting me this worthless check, the concept is so absurd
Like a church in debt, a turtle in a turtleneck
Convertibles with turbo jets fueled by 7 Up and Prometh’
I feel like death’s around the corner like the quickest wide receiver
So I took another shot, tequila hit me like a nina (blaow!)
My sky’s gray, my bitch is brighter
Always saying “Lights Please”, J. Cole’s her ghostwriter
And I’m the God MC, join my diocese
Free ya mind, don’t mind so-ciety
And finally, everyone got their own problems
Everything’s subject to change like broken dollars
I’m a, drown in my drink and swim in woman’s vagina
Like a Pirahna fin, it gets harder than Rihanna when[Chorus x2]

Alien Girl (Today w/ Her)

[Chorus]
She look better than Beyonce, Alicia Keys, Halle Berry, Miss Jolie
Where’s she from? No I.D., that girl’s an alien
And if I die before I wake, I pray that I’m in outer space
U-F-O fly away
So let’s go-go-go-go, let’s go-go-go-go
Let’s go-go-go-go, let’s go, let’s go[Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, she got me going, I’m all in
Fifty stories, I’m falling
Where you been? Is it planet Mars?
Far beyond the stars? Are you a Martian?
You’re unfamiliar, but still I feel ya
Energy is sending me toward the ceiling
I’m high now, are you up there?
If you was, I would climb every other stair
I gotta stare, I mean wow
and I’m wowed, no one compares
A one-on-one, you must have won
every pageant in America when you was young
Lips, hips, hair drip down her back crazy
Body frame crazy, insane, crazy
The only girl that can make time, then make me stop[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, so now we on, so now we gone
Living in the city of the unknown
I show her off, I stunt with her
We do it sweet, they look bitter
Look at her get up, I hear ’em say
But why him? I hear ’em hate
I laugh at it, rather than jab at it
Then continue eternal life as a crack addict
cause I’m addicted, and you the drug
Cold turkey? No sir
Gotta be an odyssey from Heaven way above
You definite, not probably, I gotta give it up
Lips, hips, hair drip down her back crazy
Body frame crazy, insane, crazy
The only girl that can make time, then make me stop[Chorus][Kendrick Lamar]
You something different
I’m glad I found you
So pretty
I’ll never do anything to hurt you

Average Joe

The hardest thing for me to do
Is to get you, to know me, within sixteen bars
That’s the hardest thing
Who is K. Dot? A young nigga from Compton
On the curb writing raps next to a gun shot
On the corners where the gangsters and the killers dwell
The fraudulent tender scars that get unveiled
Everyone I knew was either crip or piru
Cousins in elementary, relatives in high school
With that being said, each one of their rivals
Was aiming something at my head, I needed survival
Got jumped, got jacked, shot at, shot back
And I don’t even push a line, I’m just tryna push these rhymes
In the midst of staying neutral and discrete
My momma said you’re judged by the company you keep
But what you can consider, that if it goes down
They’ll kill you if you kill me, it gets deep nigga
So if you ask what I’m doing
I’m tryna duck the influence of my city that’s blue-and,.. real talk, and[Chorus:]
This is why they fuck with me (real talk nigga, believe it)
This is why they fuck with me (do what I do, y’know?)
I’m no gangster, no killer, I’m just your average Joe (know that)
But one thing you should consider, I’m the realest you know
I was walking from Centennial
When an unidentified vehicle rolled up, and I was like hold up
Where you from? “How-bang”
Where you stay? “Westside”, that’s a piru gang to be exact
Well aware they had blue across they hat
Dropped backpack and ran inside of the cul-de-sac
Shots rang out, hoping to God I wasn’t wet
Crossed to cross Rosecrans and ran inside of the yet
Chirped the homies on the hot ninety-five, they said they already knew
What happened, and meet ’em outside the garage
Never seen that many guns in my life
I was paranoid like a fiend in the night, but needed revenge
Grabbed the nine-ball, opened up the door, then got in
Somebody said fall back, we gon’ make these niggas suffer
You my brother like a frat, and that’s just to remind you
Thought about that so long I had failed my finals, fuck, but[Chorus:]
This is why they fuck with me (I told you nigga)
This is why they fuck with me (you fake nigga)
I’m no gangster, no killer, I’m just your average Joe (you fake)
But one thing you should consider, I’m the realest you know
I don’t do black music, I don’t do white music
I do everyday life music
Give ’em cuts like a nigga pierced a knife through it
You say you through, but I’ve been through it, now that’s cold
And this is for my county building children
In Hub City on hubcaps, no power-steering
I use perseverance in this mad city
Where the niggas drink Remy and hold semis for cutthroats
Bernie Mac died, it’s no joke
Don’t ask why if you don’t know about these killers and thieves
Seven grams of weed, you smoke that, but I’m high off life
I could fall out the sky like twice
And land in the land of the AKs
And the minivans where the fan never on
Cause it’s hotter than a lunatic’s underarms in a straitjacket
In other words, we get it cracking, but I keep it cool, y’know?[Chorus:]
This is why they fuck with me [laughs]
This is why they fuck with me (real talk)
I’m no gangster, no killer, I’m just your average Joe (come on)
But one thing you should consider, I’m the realest you know
So there you have it
But I’m a leave you with this
An OG once told me
A real gangster is either dead or in jail
Or behind the scenes getting real money
I’m gone

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